He paused his touches to reach behind us, feeling around beneath the pelts that we used as pillows. When he found what he was looking for, he dangled it before my face. At first, it wasn’t registering what exactly I was looking at, yet the longer I studied it, the realization hit me like a bat to the head. It was a blue ribbon. And not just any blue ribbon… my blue ribbon. The one I thought I’d lost after the first night! I took it from him, mouth hanging open, staring at it incredulously until the memories of that night came back. I’d sworn I heard something outside my tent, even inside it.
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